Several of those videos have made you quite the wildcat in bed. I saw the way that you looked at the Negro studs between the legs of those willing whi...e wives. It's become more than just a fantasy with you."His wife blushed. She had experienced those dark desires for herself.It was several more weeks later after a special dinner out on the town and a couple of glasses of her favorite wine that Maurice brought the subject of a black lover up to his wife again. It must have been the wine as she. We each claimed one on our W-2s. Don’t fool around with a 1040. My driver’s license is totally legit. We say we’re both from Normal, which is true. Our anniversary is the day of our interview. We don’t wear rings, but that sort of formality is optional these days.People believe what they assume they already know. We’re married in the intimate sense and the socially apparent sense, but it would be criminal if we had a license. Strange morality.As long as they were with us, Mom and Dad thought it. I looked up at RJ as I opened my mouth and put his cock into it, I felt his hand on the back of my head as he grabbed my hair and started a slow in and out motion with his cock. I love it when a man's cock forces it's way down my throat . After a couple of minutes of the skull fucking RJ was giving me he pulled me up to my feet and said I want that sweet fucking cunt of yours now bitch. I gladly went to one of the queen sized beds and quickly got down on my hands and knees . RJ came from behind. She cried out, begging him to stop hurting her. He continued to thrust into her until he came, falling on top of her and forcing her to bear his entire weight. The dream faded out.A bit shaken, Jake pulled out of her consciousness and looked at her nervous system. He was no closer to figuring out what was prompting her to relive the ugly memories. He didn’t know how long it would take before she had her next nightmare, or even if there would be another one that night. He sat in a recliner and.